Her body lusted for him. As the days passed by, that lust kept on increasing.It was a full week before he let her accompany him to the farm again. As ...hey walked to the fields, he looked at her and said, "I bet you are all horny and wet, girl!" The leer on his face mocked her. She flushed deep red and replied, "Yes, uncle," softly."Think of the things I could do, girl." The tease continued.And, she did spend the hours till noon putting her power of imagination to work. She did try and visualize. I leaned up again. ‘You asked for it.’ And just as his orgasm reached its onslaught, I drove my hand into his chest, right between his pecs. Landly hollered in surprise, but that didn’t keep his release from coming. As he bled out from his chest, his seed spilled into me, coating my inner walls with his ambrosial white cream. I rode harder, even as his cock began to soften between post-orgasm fatigue and immense pain. I ate at his pain and his fatigue and his release—I sucked him down. And I. Over the past three years I had grown used to their size and could almost take them into my throat.As they fucked me from both ends, I remembered how it all started. I had given them a video camera each and one day, when they were out, I found one of them and looked to see what was on there. I was shocked. They had been filming each other both singly and together, wanking and sucking each other and a couple of their friends.I knew it was their personal life but I couldn’t help going back. ?Don’t forget the dildo.? Rhonda said. ?That’s your shit it’s covered with.?I looked at the dildo; as Rhonda had so delicately put it it was covered with the grease and god knows what else beside. I reached further across the chair and tried to clean it with a corner of my dress. However, in my clumsiness, the sucker on the bottom came loose and the dildo rolled onto the floor. I looked at Rhonda, my eyes pleading for directions.?Well, go and get it then.? Rhonda demanded.It had partially.